Shirley and Gary groaned, but Fiona laughed. She liked the blond pervert who constantly dished out cheesy lines and was too good-looking for his good. Considering he could bag a woman with just his smile, she had no idea why he even bothered with his lines. It was almost as if he wanted to repel them. She might have thought that he was gay if she hadn't heard from many females how talented he was in the bedroom.
"Want to see what I've got?" Trevor asked.
"That depends, does it itch and is it contagious?"
He scowled again. "I'll have you know that I'm not the slut you think I am." Ignoring her snort, he tugged up his T-shirt, revealing an amazing set of abs and a gorgeous tattoo of a red Chinese dragon with its mouth open wide, just above his heart. The rest of the dragon's body disappeared under the sleeve, and she guessed it was curled around the upper part of his bicep.
"That looks amazing."
